So to begin…. tbis weekend marks the beginning of Wendy’s new appointment! She’s now on the 7th floor with me so that’s great. Her role is really interesting and she’ll be doing lots of detail work which is one of her real strengths.
This also marks the beginning of our 9th year at THQ. Four appointments for me, three for Wendy.
We’ve never lived in one house so long! Seven years in Calgary was our longest.
Susan had posted this photo and I really liked it – it shows the grandkids playing and really gives you an idea how they are growing up! No little kids…they’re developing in many ways. I took that to zoom in a bit on Rachel who’s in the middle of swinging from one bar to another. I remember when you had to hold her to do this!
Sunday morning Wendy and I did the installation service at Agincourt Corps…okay community church… and how happy we are to welcome the Allens. We’re off to a good start and their strength to build trust and relationship will be a great plus for our congregation and work.
It’s a long weekend but we didn’t go to the trailer…for the first time ever, we were too tired! So relaxing in the backyard was a welcome change. And of course, it was nice and warm. While spring seemed too cool and too wet finally the heat of summer rewards our patience!
Summer also brings one of our favourite things to do – do some gardening and here comes the first tomato of the season. I can hardly wait for others. Fresh tomatoes are the best.
Six years ago this weekend we were at the trailer and so were Jason, Susan and Rachel. Here is that little girl with an ice cream cone. I’m looking forward to buying her a few more this summer! She’s soon going to be with us for two weeks along with Ted and Beth!
And yes it was even my turn, with the grass cut and trimmed to sit and enjoy the sun. Is there anything nicer than having a place to relax, to be able to be quiet, to be able to turn off the phone, the screens, the agenda – even for a few hours and recharge. That was this weekend.
Wendy and I have been doing some dreaming – part of it comes from days gone by, and some from what we always hoped would be the opportunity to have family vacations together when our kids were grown, married and had their own kids. The slide show above shows you a taste of one of our vacations. You can see that Phil and Jason were young – and we were at Sandbanks Provincial Park with a tent trailer. I should add, we had a Chev Cavalier with a 4 cylinder 1.6-litre engine pulling that trailer with us and all out stuff. It always did better downhill.
These were great days. We sure didn’t have much money but we had the trailer and we always ate well. Wendy was the master of easy to make, but delicious meals!
Of course, the boys loved being outdoors and near the water and with some books, a few good games and our handy eat-in tent, we were usually set to enjoy a couple of weeks in “the wild”.
Years later we moved up to the Hybrid trailer but we did enjoy these days.
Now we wonder – will we, in retirement, get to do something similar with the grandchildren?
It was a rather nice day, a bit too cool for walking with a biting wind out of the north, but in the car with the sun shining it was very pleasant. Southern Ontario residents suffer through winter, not due to terrible winter conditions – for the most part we are better off than most Canadians – but rather we get months of dull, grey, overcast sky. So when the sun comes out and we get a big blue sky, it is an occasion to be outside – at least for a drive on a day like this.
We had decided to take a drive east of the city where there are some lovely little hamlets with a quaint feeling of days gone by. In fact, sometimes you see evidence of practices of the past. Like this cemetery on the edge of Newtonville. I went up this road because there was a small city-like subdivision just off the main highway (if a two-lane road can be called a highway). Here’s the water supply for flowers being left at a grave marker – or getting a drink I suppose, though not in winter.
The image of the water well pump takes me back to my grandmother’s cottage on Green Bay – part of Lake Cecebe. And while I haven’t been to that cottage in decades, and the use of the water pump goes back to my childhood, I never see one of these that I don’t think about running out the sided door of the cottage to get a bucket of water for my Nanny. Hard to believe in a world of iPhones, satellites, 3-D imaging and the video chats that this technology was popular not so long ago.
As we drove by I spied this in the cemetery and backed up the car so I could grab a photo.